Thursday, June 11, 2009

No I wont pick up your papers from the printer. Not even if you leave them there for a half an hour as I pick mine up over and over and you look hopefully in my direction out of the corner of your eye. I will be ignoring yours. And in addition to the casual glare you're getting from me as I walk back to my desk you can assume you're also getting a royal eff you. Not for being so lazy, or even for letting me do all the work in paper picking up, but solely because of that sneaky little glance you gave me without just asking to me to pick them up in the first place.

Monday, June 1, 2009

"The world can at times be a frightening place in which to live. The moral fabric of society seems to be unraveling at an alarming speed. None—whether young or old or in-between—is exempt from exposure to those things which have the potential to drag us down and destroy us. Our youth, our precious youth, in particular, face temptations we can scarcely comprehend. The adversary and his hosts seem to be working nonstop to cause our downfall."We are waging a war with sin, my brothers and sisters, but we need not despair. It is a war we can and will win. Our Father in Heaven has given us the tools we need in order to do so. He is at the helm. We have nothing to fear. He is the God of light. He is the God of hope. I testify that He loves us—each one."